From yesterday:

Last night was infinitely miserable. The HK shit was, well, shit. But that's okay. (: A huge part, if not whole, of me wished I could call you. I felt lousy, and it sucks to feel lousy because I think I am most susceptible to doing stupid things during such periods of time.
But I am okay. (: I will always be okay because I need to be here for myself. I need to be okay to keep myself from falling apart.

So Chem and SS were bad.
After spending pretty much an entire year on Venice, it wasn't tested. So much for a teacher's attempt at spotting questions.
Globalisation wasn't much help, needless to say Bonding and Transnational Terrorism.

Chem was just bad.
The questions weren't the kinds we were apparently trained to answer, which, according to my memory, were more descriptive.
X is more reactive than Y.
X gains electrons more readily than Y.
Hence X ... Y.

Nope. No such luck.

And I'd mistaken the Haber process (which they didn't explicitly mention in the question) for some organic chemistry thing, and there goes my marks.

Physics today was bad.
I felt pretty satisfied with myself this morning after studying till 1.45am and waking up at 4.15am to study.
So much for 2.5 hours of sleep. Didn't pay off.

It was raining heavily after the paper so I went to the canteen with Mich and Ivanna, since Mich wanted to eat.
Ivanna said I was fat. Well, not really. But she looked at my legs and said I should walk more, so I guess there's not much else to be inferred from that.
I felt suicidal. I am starving now but I think I'm just going to sleep it off. (:
After sleeping, I shall exercise. And see if I can hold out till dinner.

History tomorrow.
Bio and Lit on Friday.

I don't have much hope for satisfactory results, but I'm just glad that things are going to be over soon.